Huster Video's Obama Is Nailin' Palin is in the worst possible taste, but if anything, it points to the democratizing power of porn, treating both red and blue candidates with equal derision.
It doesn't take much to do Sarah Palin. All you need is fishbowl glasses and the soccer mom haircut, but I have to say that Lisa Ann does pull it off quite well. She almost made me forget about Tina Fay.
Obama Is Nailin' Palin features a dream sequence (I think), in which Guy DiSilva, as Obama, comes to her on horseback. He is dressed sort of like a Roman centurion, and she is sort of dressed like a damsel in distress, so right away you have a collision of epochs. But let's focus on what's important, that Lisa Ann has huge implants. This video is also great for guys who have an eyeglasses fetish. In the end, when Obama finally blows a load on Sarah Palin's face, it kind of makes you glad that things worked out the way they did.
The behind the scenes footage has Lisa Ann declaring that impersonating Palin has made her a bit of a media star, a "life-changing experience". The other notable thing about the behind the scenes footage is the fact that the horse is in the background of almost every single shot. Leave it to pornographers to milk every last cent's worth of an expensive prop.
The rest of the almost three hour video is comprised of various interracial scenes, mostly giant cock black dudes paired with little white sluts in fishnets. The penises are rather intimidating, but thanks to movies like this, and HBO shows like Oz and The Wire, black actors are finally getting some good roles.
Obama Is Nailin' Palin is available through www.tlavideo.com.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Omi Sushi
I've been to Hiro and Kaji and they're both great, but Omi Sushi (on Carlton at Parliament, not the one on Church Street) is the best sushi restaurant in town, positively transcendent. Chef John Lee is prone to experimenting. Lately, he's been in the news for his habit of searing nigiri with a blowtorch before serving.
Lee is also famous, at least in my books, for his fine work with white tuna (or albacore as it is commonly known). He gets it fresh from the Pacific coast, the very same catch that ends up in those little cans from Cloverleaf. But the difference between what Lee serves and what comes in a can is like the difference between ice cream and shoe polish. White tuna has a soft, elegant, subtle taste, and Lee dazzles when he drizzles roast garlic oil on top, making the flavour combust.
On January 12th, I treated myself to one of the January specials, namely white tuna in roast garlic comfit. Four breathtaking slabs of albacore rest against a bed of shredded carrot, sprouts and greens. The comfit adds a dimension of flavour that made each bite ravishing. White tuna's texture is so creamy that this could qualify as a dessert. Amazing. If I were rich, I'd eat five or six of these. A day. That was followed by avocado and unagi roll. Lee cuts the avocado in thin slices and terraces them atop the rice roll, creating a visually stimulating impression. The flavour is delicate, yet definite. Lee's food is so light it could be served on a cloud.
On a previous visit, I had a bowl of miso soup. Never one to keep it bland, Lee adds a ladle of cream at the last minute. The results were silky and gorgeous. He took a bowl of soup and with the flick of his wand turned it into strikingly original haute cuisine. This is why he's a genius.
Lee is also famous, at least in my books, for his fine work with white tuna (or albacore as it is commonly known). He gets it fresh from the Pacific coast, the very same catch that ends up in those little cans from Cloverleaf. But the difference between what Lee serves and what comes in a can is like the difference between ice cream and shoe polish. White tuna has a soft, elegant, subtle taste, and Lee dazzles when he drizzles roast garlic oil on top, making the flavour combust.
On January 12th, I treated myself to one of the January specials, namely white tuna in roast garlic comfit. Four breathtaking slabs of albacore rest against a bed of shredded carrot, sprouts and greens. The comfit adds a dimension of flavour that made each bite ravishing. White tuna's texture is so creamy that this could qualify as a dessert. Amazing. If I were rich, I'd eat five or six of these. A day. That was followed by avocado and unagi roll. Lee cuts the avocado in thin slices and terraces them atop the rice roll, creating a visually stimulating impression. The flavour is delicate, yet definite. Lee's food is so light it could be served on a cloud.
On a previous visit, I had a bowl of miso soup. Never one to keep it bland, Lee adds a ladle of cream at the last minute. The results were silky and gorgeous. He took a bowl of soup and with the flick of his wand turned it into strikingly original haute cuisine. This is why he's a genius.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Enriched Bread Collective at O'Connor Gallery
The Enriched Bread Collective from Ottawa came to town, presumably on one big bus like the Partridge Family, for a group show at the O'Connor Gallery. The opening took place on Friday, January 9th, and the theme was Verticality, so many of the pieces compelled the viewer to look up or down. Being short, I look up to everything anyway, so I loved it. There were more installations and sculptures than I've ever seen at the O'Connor. Highlights include:
- Cindy Stelmachovich's 6 Feet Under, consisting of two huge ranch house wooden pillars. At the base was a stone upon which lay one of those Visible Men toys from years ago, all hallowed out. Six feet above him, balanced on a one-inch thick slab of medical glass were all the parts needed to make him go - his rib cage, his teeth, his pelvic bone, his heart, etc., all contained within tiny glass specimen bottles. Awesome, and only $8,000.00;
- Kenneth Emig's simple yet elegant installation, consisting of two purple octagons, one on the floor and the other on the ceiling, with a black light and a mirror inside. When you look down or up, you see infinity. Very trippy, but I must apologize for thinking it was a fancy new table and almost putting my wine glass on it;
- and Gayle Kells' Pound for Pound, consisting of a little party dress made entirely of Lactancia unsalted butter wrappers, suspended from the ceiling. My boyfriend Steve loved this one the most, and if I had $2,000 to burn, I'd buy it for him. It reminded us of that Oscar dress made entirely of AMEX gold cards. Who knew those shiny gold and purple Lactancia butter wrappers could be so beautiful?
Steve and I also appreciated the table of artisan cheeses. In fact, now he wants to make cheese at home, and is busy researching how on the internet. We also appreciated the wine and charming barkeep Krista. As I've said before, the O'Connor is my favorite place to drink. Now under the management of Geoff Person, the gallery continues to amuse, though the past two shows have not been particularly gay. Not to worry. The next show will be Judy Chicago, a gay media event if there ever is one.
- Cindy Stelmachovich's 6 Feet Under, consisting of two huge ranch house wooden pillars. At the base was a stone upon which lay one of those Visible Men toys from years ago, all hallowed out. Six feet above him, balanced on a one-inch thick slab of medical glass were all the parts needed to make him go - his rib cage, his teeth, his pelvic bone, his heart, etc., all contained within tiny glass specimen bottles. Awesome, and only $8,000.00;
- Kenneth Emig's simple yet elegant installation, consisting of two purple octagons, one on the floor and the other on the ceiling, with a black light and a mirror inside. When you look down or up, you see infinity. Very trippy, but I must apologize for thinking it was a fancy new table and almost putting my wine glass on it;
- and Gayle Kells' Pound for Pound, consisting of a little party dress made entirely of Lactancia unsalted butter wrappers, suspended from the ceiling. My boyfriend Steve loved this one the most, and if I had $2,000 to burn, I'd buy it for him. It reminded us of that Oscar dress made entirely of AMEX gold cards. Who knew those shiny gold and purple Lactancia butter wrappers could be so beautiful?
Steve and I also appreciated the table of artisan cheeses. In fact, now he wants to make cheese at home, and is busy researching how on the internet. We also appreciated the wine and charming barkeep Krista. As I've said before, the O'Connor is my favorite place to drink. Now under the management of Geoff Person, the gallery continues to amuse, though the past two shows have not been particularly gay. Not to worry. The next show will be Judy Chicago, a gay media event if there ever is one.
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